Disease, Plague, Virus by UnderlinedInRed

I feel like some disease,
Stupidity with no cure.
No one has caught it yet,
But I'm afraid, one day, they will.

I feel like a plague,
Like I'm covered in spots.
People know I'll fall for them,
Fall into all their wants.

I feel like I'm on display,
To the entire world.
Like they watch me happily,
and can never get bored.

I feel like I'm dying slowly,
From this virus of my own.
Like it takes me day by day,
Till finally I'm gone.

This disease, plague and virus,
There may be no vaccine.
But I hope, if nothing,
To save you,
From seeing me insane.

Because before I finish off at last,
And before I fall apart,
Before I am at sea, caste,

I wanted you to know....
I never meant to hurt you,
So, please, stoically watch me go.

I hope not to hurt you,
and so I'm telling you now.
Do not touch me,
Do not love me,
I'm scared for what you'll see.
Do not hold me,
and do not hide in a happy memory.
Hate me, hate me with vengeance, with spite, with distrust.
Hate me while I love you,
So I can do the rest.
Don't deny what has happened.
In the past of you and me.
Just remember the hurt I've caused.
I hope thats all you will see.
And maybe my life will hurt you less,
Than it has hurt all that I be.
So survive, past who I am,
Hate me. Hate me. Hate me.
As I love you.